Rebirth Counterattack with Space
Chapter 190 - 182: Who Is He?

Chapter 190: Chapter 182: Who Is He?

Lu Yun looked at him with disdain, annoyed that a grown man could look prettier than a woman, and that wasn’t enough—he also had to act effeminate. She wouldn’t marry such a man even if she were to remain single for life. She couldn’t understand what those girls saw in him, to be dazzled by such a "sissy" to the point of losing all sense.

"If you want a girlfriend, just give the word. I believe at least ninety percent of girls at B University would be willing to do the job for you. I’d rather not get involved."

Out of the corner of her eye, Lu Yun swept a glance around her. She could already feel the waves of malice rolling in from the surroundings. Standing at the entrance of B University’s campus during peak hours, she felt as if she was being sliced by the envious glares of those girls, wishing she could just bleed inwardly.

She looked at Duan Muhong, speechless, her mind failing to recall how this persistently sticky piece of burdock had attached himself to her in the first place.

"I’m already engaged. Please, keep your distance. I don’t want to become the public enemy of all women, nor do I want my fiancé to get the wrong idea. I’m not good-looking at all; I’m really not right for you. You’re suited for those kinds of women who can ’overturn a nation with a single glance, and a city with another.’ Really."

Lu Yun had already screamed in grief countless times internally, but she tried to maintain a calm tone while speaking.

She was indeed not destined to have close girlfriends in this lifetime. From elementary school to middle school, high school, and then to B University in Capital City, for some reason, she was always excluded from the girls’ cliques. Instead, she was occasionally approached by boys expressing their fondness, or covertly passed love letters bubbling with pinkish fantasies, and some even directly asked to develop a "revolutionary friendship" with her.

Faced with those confessions and letters, although she had firmly rejected each one, she initially felt a secret joy... After all, who doesn’t like being popular with the opposite sex?

But, to her dismay, she later realized that it was precisely this popularity among the opposite sex that made her the public enemy among the female students.

Of course, that was just one reason. Another significant reason might be that she was always "the child from another family."

She had been at the top of her class since elementary school because of her outstanding grades.

First in class, first in grade, first in school, first in the city, and finally, the top scorer in the provincial college entrance exam.

In the eyes of teachers and other parents, she was not only excellent in her studies but also exceptionally quiet, well-behaved, and trouble-free—because she spent most of her time immersed in the "Pharmacopoeia—Lower Volume" in her space. Thankfully, her hard work had paid off. She had successfully mastered the second potion in the "Pharmacopoeia—Lower Volume," which, thankfully, did not require soaking in a torturous herbal bath but simply involved drinking the finished product.

Of course, there is no such thing as having your cake and eating it too. Dreaming of easily "leveling up" after drinking the potion was pure fantasy.

After drinking the potion, she would endure twelve hours of agony, a suffering worse than death, a pain that, according to her mother’s comparison, was no less intense than childbirth.

What does the pain of childbirth feel like? It’s like having twenty bones shattered throughout your body. A pain so intense you break out in cold sweats and lose even the strength to cry out...

However, it’s better to endure a short, acute pain than prolonged suffering. After twelve hours of clenched teeth, it was over without any risk of dire consequences. In fact, if you passed out, you were actually lucky.

Of course, the effect of such body forging was not as good if you weren’t fully conscious throughout the process.

The more Lu Yun thought about it, the less she was in the mood to entertain Duan Muhong. Once she said what she had to, she walked away without another word.

"I don’t believe you’re engaged. For so long I have never seen a man appear by your side." Duan Muhong, not giving up, chased after her, babbling relentlessly. He totally lacked the aloof demeanor he usually had as B University’s campus heartthrob.

...

As Duan Tangseng persisted with his entanglement, Lu Yun finally began to lose her patience.

"My man is a researcher, always in the research institute. How could you possibly see a damn thing? I’m warning you, stop following me. The road is wide enough, don’t crowd next to me. My man may be a scholar, but he can throw a punch just as fiercely, you know?"

Lu Yun took deep breaths, constantly reminding herself to hold back, hold back, hold back, yet in the end she snapped, cursing outright.

It was absurd, she had never seen such a clingy man. Wasn’t it normal to back off after seeing her lack of interest, or at least retreat after a gentle rejection? Why was this "sissy" who had been overtly and covertly rejected by her no less than a hundred times, at least eighty, behaving like a cockroach that couldn’t be squashed?

Did he really think that by doing this, she would gradually change her opinion of him and be "moved" to be with him?

Right, the novels of the last generation were written like that. The female protagonist would be moved by the male protagonist’s persistent pursuit and then give herself to him?

Lu Yun shuddered, feeling chilled to the bone.

She thought that if this scenario unfolded in real life, the female protagonist who gave herself to him would end up turning from a general into a slave. Because after getting his hands on her, the male protagonist would remember the previous rejections and "grudges," and then intentionally or unintentionally take his revenge.

In the end, the relationship between the male and female protagonists would certainly not be as perfect as a fairy tale. The female protagonist would surely regret it deeply.

"Xiaoyun, how could you be so rude? You’re a girl," Duan Tangseng said incredulously, looking deeply hurt and then despairingly. "You are the talented woman of B University. You need to set a good example; your every word and deed represent not just yourself..."

In Lu Yun’s eyes, suspicion surfaced. Was this guy really crazy?

"Xiaoyun."

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Lu Yun quickly turned her head and saw Shitou standing there in casual clothes, exuding an imposing aura, his face stern, calm, and reserved.

Ever since Shitou decided to continue his studies and get his PhD after graduating from college and then entered the research institute, he had grown closer to the icy persona she remembered from her past life. But fortunately, when facing his family, he was much warmer, like now, when Shitou naturally smiled upon seeing her looking at him.

"Shitou, are you on leave? When did you arrive? How many days can you stay this time?" Lu Yun beamed a radiant smile and threw herself at him, affectionately linking his arm, leaning on him naturally.

"Just arrived. I have to leave the day after tomorrow at this time." Shitou’s eyebrows lifted in surprise, acutely aware of the softness against him, his heartbeat skipping a beat. Although his emotions surged like stormy waves, he managed to keep his face from showing any sign of it.

"Xiaoyun, who is he?" Duan Muhong said from the side, looking at Lu Yun with an injured expression, glaring at Shitou indignantly.

His Xiaoyun had never smiled at him like that.